I did not know that I was deep in the throes of fighting my shadow; my shadow being reflected in all those things around me, distracting me from the true problem, and blinding me to myself.

“What’s an Ashram?” he asked, blankly. Misunderstanding my hesitation, his face …”

“I had made the vital realisation that my life was a series of events in which o…”

“My tears stopped flowing, and a warmth spread through me. In my inner stillness…”

“No one knows what path you should follow except yourself. You are your own wise…”